#lip gallgher

[thebearer]

Anything with lip Gallagher and your four babies on Christmas morning pls I’m so soft thinking about them

lip has been chain smoking in the garage all night putting their toys together. he thought boy toys were hard to put together until he had amelia and had to put a dream house together.

at least he has cookies he gets to eat.

"leave one, lip." you whisper. "take a bite out of it so they know santa took a bite."

he's rolling his eyes, but does bc he'd rather die than have that christmas magic ruined like frank and monica did. when santa came, and it was rare, it was clear it was frank. he would give it to monica that she at least tried.

on christmas morning, lip's slept a total of three hours but he's woken up by excited screeches, jumping on the bed.

you and him are drinking coffee, letting jude pass out all the presents. he always grins when one extra is in your lap, one you didn't know about. you give him a look and he shrugs.

"we said no gifts, phillip."

"c'mon," lip snorts, shaking his head lightly. "just be polite and say thank you."

you give him a soft smile, opening whatever it is this year- a small necklace with four birth stones on it that has you emotional.

[yezzyyae]

I don’t think Jeremy Allen White can get anymore handsome. I showed my mom this pic and she was like “well damnnn he is really handsome” 😂 it’s the blue eyes, curls, his lips, and his structure of his face ❤️

Jeremy Allen White is becoming A-List and he deserves it all! Acting is his craft and he takes it serious! He needs all the recognition!

And he cleans up really nice ☺️😏

[lucky-peoqle]

okay. i have muse to write for lip, been rewatching shameless. opening up my requests for him since he’s my little angel. i’m in college now so like, don’t kill me if it takes a bit. but PLEASEE send in lip requests for blurbs, one shots, lip thoughts because he’s consumed me whole.

[yezzyyae]

I showed my mom these pics and she said “wow Jeremy is handsome even in clothes” 😂y’all I am in tears laughing because she ain’t lying Jeremy is handsome in clothes & without a shirt on which is rare😝🥰

But if my mom say you are cute or handsome it’s true because she is a tough critic lol

Jeremy Allen White | The World's Most Fascinating Dinner at Hall Des Lumieres in New York City | September 21, 2023

[bl00d-bunny]

rock bottom - lip gallagher

-pairing- lip gallagher x fem!reader

-summary- after bumping into lip on the street, you catch up and realize lip isn't doing too good. for this request here

-warnings- angst, vomit/throwing up, alcohol abuse, smoking (w33d), drinking, shameless activities lol,

-word count- 2k

Friday nights for you were always the same. After clocking out at work, you’d stop at your local shop to buy a pack of smokes and some beers before heading home to your couch. You liked the routine, it was like self-care to you. Instead of spending the weekend partying as you used to, you’d spend the weekend alone, watching sitcom reruns with a beer. 

As soon as you stepped out of work you were on autopilot. You knew what to expect, Friday nights were always the same. You’d get the train, then walk to the same shop, wave at the same shopkeeper, walk to the same fridge, and get the same beer, before walking to the counter to buy the same smokes and then walk the same five minutes to your apartment. 

You liked the repetition, it was a time for your brain to switch off, almost like meditation. As you paid the shopkeeper, whose name you really should know by now, you heard the bell at the door. You thanked the shopkeeper, like always, and stuffed your change into your purse. 

Someone bumped into your back, sending the coins in your hand skidding across the counter. Picking up the coins you see their beige jacket heading for the booze, you roll your eyes. 

Unfortunately, this was also part of your routine, living in a not-so-nice neighborhood meant that there were always junkies, or drunks, in their own world focused on their next fix. You didn’t mind them in all honesty, although you wished they had a better sense of direction. 

You are clumsy enough as it is, you didn’t need any more help with being knocked over. Making sure you had all your money, you waved to the shopkeeper before heading out.

Outside the shop, you wrapped your coat across your chest hoping to keep the cold air out as you opened your new packet of cigarettes. Pulling a lighter out of your pocket, you spark a cigarette. You hear the shop bell not far behind you, pocketing your lighter you start to head for home. 

You aren’t far from the shop when you hear a voice behind you, “Mind if I bum one of those?” 

You turn to find the owner of the beige jacket behind you, but under the glow of the street lamps, you can’t be sure you recognise them. 

“Lip?” You take a step closer trying to verify that it’s really him. It’s his smile that confirms it.

You hadn’t seen him in a while, last you heard he was at college but looking at him now, in the middle of the street, shop lights illuminating him, he didn’t look himself. Maybe it was just the stress of college, but he looked tired and worn, his skin pale, accentuating the dark bags under his eyes. 

Pulling a fresh cigarette from the pack you both move closer, handing it to him you grab your lighter from your pocket. Instead of handing him the lighter, you light it, letting the orange flame dance between you. He leans forward, cigarette between his lips inhaling to ignite it. 

It’s then you smell it, the sharp smell of alcohol. He smelt of stale cheap alcohol and something else you couldn’t quite put your finger on, it was sweet and sour at the same time. 

He took a step back, exhaling he thanked you. You shrugged it off, back in the day you two would share cigarettes without even asking. Then you both just stood there, in the smokey silence. You didn’t know what to say, what do you say after it's been so long? 

Before you knew what you were saying you invited him back to your place for a beer. You weren’t sure it was the best idea considering you could already smell alcohol on him but you hadn’t seen him in so long and you didn’t know when or if  you’d see him again. You could tell he was thinking the same thing, taking his time before he responded. He accepted almost reluctantly.

The two of you walked the short walk to your apartment in silence, the only contact you had was Lip occasionally bumping into you before mumbling an apology. You spent the time trying to think of what to say. You wanted to ask how he was doing but it was clear he wasn’t doing good.

Opening the door to your apartment you immediately regret inviting him over, your place was a mess, and you can’t even remember the last time you cleaned.

“I’m sorry about the mess,” you scrambled to put the dirty dishes in the sink and the trash in the garbage.

“Don’t worry about it,” he shrugs.

Settling opposite each other at the kitchen table you crack open a beer before passing him one, maybe a drink will bring back the sarcastic, flirty Lip you remember. God knows you need a drink.

“So, how have you been, I heard you were at college?” You finally ask, ripping off the metaphorical band-aid.

He looks into his can of beer, not saying anything. Maybe you could have asked that a bit better. 

“I- err I was kicked out,” he finally said not looking up.

“Oh,” was all you could say.

“It’s not that big of a deal,” he shrugged, “I mean I didn’t really want to go in the first place.”

Unsure of what to say, you sip your beer in silence.

“What about you?” He asked looking up from the can between his hands, “I mean you have your own place now,” he glanced around your space.

“Yeah,” you smiled, you loved having your own place, “I’m working at this office uptown, honestly I hate it but you know I’ve got bills to pay,” you tried to keep the conversation going but knew he didn’t want to talk about your crappy job.

“You still smoke weed, right?” Before he could answer you answered for him, “Of course you do, who am I kidding?” You laughed.

Walking to your room you grabbed your stash and made your way back to the kitchen table. Placing your rolling tray down you handed Lip the joint you had rolled before work and began rolling yourself one. You knew a little weed would get the conversation following, the two of you would smoke all summer long before life got in the way. 

After a few joints and more beer, the conversation was going just fine, almost like the old days.  He told you everything his family had been up to, and you complained about work and your jerk ex-boyfriend. 

Somewhere along the way, the conversation deepened, and Lip opened up to you. He told you why he got kicked out of college, that he’s been drinking uncontrollably and he doesn’t remember the last time he’d been home. It broke your heart to see him like this. 

Growing up on the southside you knew not everyone would make it out but if you were placing bets, you would’ve bet on him. 

Seeing him so lost and broken, it was like looking at a stranger. You tried your best to comfort him but honestly, comfort was never your strong suit.

You were about to roll another joint when you heard the birds chirping outside. You checked your phone before looking out the window. Sure enough, the sky was lightening every so slightly. When you turned to Lip he was pocketing his phone having just checked the time himself.

“Shit, I’m sorry for staying so long, I’ll get going,” he stood wiping the few stray tears from his face.

“Don’t be sorry,” you stood as well, you didn’t want him to leave especially not like this.

“Do you mind if I use your bathroom before I go?”

You pointed him in the direction of the bathroom and began clearing away the empty cans while trying to think of something more to say to him. Once the cans were away and Lip wasn’t back you pottered about tidying up here and there. 

When he still didn’t emerge you went to check up on him. Outside the bathroom, you heard nothing, you knocked on the door.

“Lip?” you pressed your ear against the door but still heard nothing.

Twisting the doorknob, the door didn’t open. It should have opened, the lock has been busted since you moved in. 

Calling out to him you used all your body weight to try to open the door. You were able to push it just far enough open for you to slip inside, the door slamming forcefully shut behind you.

There on your bathroom floor is Lip Gallagher. He is curled up on the cold tile floor his feet blocking the door. You immediately checked his pulse and breathing, thankfully he has just passed out. And thrown up, there's puke in the toilet and some on the seat. Before attempting to wake him you get a large glass of water and prepare a cold washcloth.

Back in the bathroom, you wipe the puke from his chin before gently shaking him awake. He is barely conscious as he sits up leaning against the bath. You force him to have some water before you quickly clean the toilet. 

Now that he is sitting up you notice he has some sick on his coat, that he never took off in the hours he was here. Taking it off and tossing it to the side you realize why there is vomit dried and crusted on his shirt. You close your eyes feeling your heart break even more. 

You place your hand on his cheek and look at him, his face pale and sweaty.  “What happened, Lip?” you ask knowing he won't answer. 

Taking off his shirt, you toss it with his coat to be washed later. Standing you try to wake him enough to get him into bed, he is barely awake by the time you get him to stand up and guide him to the bedroom. 

In the bedroom, he flops onto your bed. You remove his shoes and pull his legs onto the bed. Tucking him up in the bed, he begins to snore quietly, you make sure he is on his side and pull your trashcan close in case he needs to vomit again. 

Back in the bathroom you put his clothes in the washing machine and took the cup of water to the bedside. You watched Lip sleep for a moment, he finally looked peaceful. You turn to the cupboard to get a blanket and some pillows, so you can sleep on the couch.

“Y/n?” you turn to see Lip hasn’t moved save for opening his eyes.

“Just sleep, Lip,” you close the cupboard and move for the door. “I’ll be on the couch.”

“Will you stay with me?” you can barely make out his face in the dark, “please.”

Without saying a word you close the bedroom door, dropping the pillows and blanket at the foot of the bed. Lip shuffles over, making space for you. Once you are in the bed, he snuggles into you, resting his head on your chest. You stroke his hair as you listen to his steady breathing. 

When he's finally asleep you place a kiss on his head, “we will fix this, I don’t how but we will. I promise.”

[mossy-fae]

[skxllz]

“ 𝐚𝐝𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧’ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠. ”

lip gallagher x fem! reader

warnings; swearing. “creep” scene in the beginning. suggestive joking between minors. shameless humor and descriptive writing?

side note; I usually would write for 18+ characters, like... lip in the other seasons, but I find season 1-2 lip so cute (this is season 2, he's 17). plus I feel like the feel of the atmosphere from the earlier seasons match up with the tiny plot I had in mind?? idk. but like, enjoy my shitty writing 😗✌️🏻

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It was chilly in the midst of october. the cool air was turning rather crisp and shiver-y to the feel. while you despised the feel of jeans snuggly fit against you, hot or cold weather, you figured today was a day as good as any to wear ‘em. it was going to rain soon, your other clothes were dirty in a growing pile on the swivel chair in your bedroom - and it was either jeans or pajama pants. although pj's weren't a bad choose, you rather not get soaked in that type of material. if just felt icky.

so friggin’ jeans were the go to in this bitter weather.

you wished summer would've stuck around a while longer, that way you could hang out in the sun in nothing but bikini bottoms, a ratty t and bare feet; but alas, the season only lasted like... three months. four tops, if you counted may. It was a bitch.

and so, due to your luck and the earth going down hill autumn came way too fast. it was actually your favorite season, you just preferred the warmth of the sun over the jittery winds that blew during this time of year. fuck temperature drops.

as of right now, with jeans riding up your ass from the fucking tightness - god it was annoying -, you were walking your behind to the high school that was about a mile away from your house. you lived between the southside and westside, which was both a blessing and curse - a blessing, since it was... a bit more relaxed than the southside, but a curse because you had to deal with the damn calvary of chicago. west and south did not get along, and the punches packed between could be brutally irritating.

so honestly, it was no surprise you got catcalled by some creepy fuck along the way past the bus stop. you ended up curling in your lips and flipping him off over your shoulder, but no queso dude. he still tried to bother you.

“ hey- that's not nice, little lady! ” the stranger cackled, only for his steps to fall in line behind yours. you could feel your teeth edging to grit together, but resisted; knowing you had to keep your cool in this situation.

“ bro, it's- ” you spared a glance at your flip’, squinting at the digital time that could barely be seen,“ — 7:24 in the am. go bother someone else. ”

the man cackled - only to place a rather chapped hand on your shoulder. you instantly made a face of disgust. “ but i- ”

“ didn't she tell you to fuck off, dickhead? ” a new voice entered the conversation. you recognized the owner as you turned your head; no other than phillip gallgher himself.

he had reeled the man back by his shoulder and got right in his face, shoulders squared and fists on edge by his sides. you could tell by the curling motion of his whitening fingers that lip was ready to throw down with this jackass.

the guy looked dumbfounded as he stared at lip - his eyes wide, jaw slack, exposing his chipped teeth. “ i- ” he stuttered - but, then his eyes instantly narrowed and he sized lip up with a squinted gaze. “ who the hell are you, man? get out of my face! ”

that wasn't the response lip was looking for, because before you could even blink, he threw his fist towards the guy in a swift motion; knuckles connecting right to the strangers jaw and knocking him on his ass. you inwardly winced from the gasping cough the guy let out, as he grabbed as his face immediately to cradle it.

“ fucking pig... ” lip muttered, before his frosty eyes turned onto you. he looked angered still, but the emotion began diminishing after you two locked gazes.

lip approached you, only to grab your arm and tug you along with him. “ come on, you're walking with me. ”

“ when the hell did I agree to ditch? ” your voice, filled with annoyance, bounced off the aluminum roof of the pavilion lip led the two of you under. it was one of those public ones that belonged to a church - but could actually care less for whoever used it. both of you ended up walking over to one of the few rickety picnic tables that sat benched out from one another, only to take seats on the table-top surface itself; you, criss-cross-apple-sauce, and lip sitting in a lazy man spread with one of his hands tucked into the pocket of his coat.

his eyes flickered up to glance at you, acknowledging your statement to him before they shifting back to the lighter he began flicking, “ th’minute you left with me. ” he mumbled over the roll of his cigarette.

“ huh? ” you raised a brow in question.

lip took his cigarette between his fingers once he sparked it up, blowing smoke out from between his lips as his gaze locked onto your figure again. “ I said, you agreed to ditch the minute you left with me. ”

those blue eyes of his seemed to be studying your expression, but you either didn't mind or just didn't seem to notice - given, of course, that you were looking out at the empty road; simply watching the cars pass by. “ technically, you forced me out here with you. ” you snarked back knowingly, finally turning your head to give the gallagher a smug smile.

he managed a half-assed smirk. “ is that necessarily a bad thing? I did save you from that fucking creep - he was ready to grab your ass. ”

your nose scrunched up and wrinkled in distaste. “ oh, yeah... thanks for that. ”

looking away, you coughed into your fist. “ but I could've handled myself, ya’ know. ”

the brunette-blonde rolled his eyes, taking another inhale of his camel light. “ sure. ”

you scoffed, looking at lip with pinched brows. “ right - and you only came to my rescue because you thought you'd get some pussy, right? ”

lip, who was now looking out at the road now himself, cracked a grin and said nothing. you shook your head in disgust, only to curl your lips in from angered disbelief and shove him.

“ hey! ” the gallgher boy laughed, putting his hands up in mock surrender once he stumbled from the bench, “ I didn't even say anything! watch it. ”

“ I saw that look, gallagher. ” your eyes rolled before pinning ahead once more. “ you're a real dick, ya’ know? ”

“ I know. ”

your half-lidded gaze moved onto him, mirroring annoyance. lip was wearing a cocky grin - the one he always seemed to have on whenever he pissed off someone. he truly was an ass.

“ fuck you. ” you spat, sticking out your tongue childishly. lip's brow raised in response while he tucked his bic away.

“ when? ”

“ never. ”

he shook his head, smile never fading. though, he didn't say anything else; choosing to sit beside you once more. you didn't say anything either, but you were eyeing him from your perennial vision to make sure he didn't try anything.

the both of you sat in silence for what seemed like eternity, but it was really only ten minutes or so. lip had decided to gaggle around, tapping a beat with his foot for no apparent reason other than to rid the silence away. he wasn't used to sitting in a quiet setting for too. although it could be nice, it just wasn't.

“ so, ” lip spoke while snuffing his butt out into the wooden table. “ what're you doing? ” his eyes moved onto you, only to see you looking out into the road again.

“ admirin’ the early morning. ” your voice came out soft - way softer than the tone you had spoken to him with before.

lip just... stared at you. It wasn't creepy, nor weird, he was just admiring you for a moment. taking note on how your baby hairs curled around the base of your ear, and how your lips parted just enough to let out a small puff of air once in a while.

It was cute.

you were cute.

“ why? ” he questioned finally, tearing his gaze off of you and pointing it to the ground.

a gentle smile tug at the corners of your mouth. “ because, ” you chuckled lightly, “ it's always nice out at this time. just- the hour of the day, the fog and rain around us. you never took any time to take this in? ”

why would he? “ no. ” lip spoke with a scoff, almost like what you were saying was a joke. he never had time to do that shit.

“ you should, ” you didn't sound bothered that he took your words with a grain of salt. he was lip gallagher after all. you didn't know him that well, so you couldn't fully judge him, but everyone knew how the gallgher's were like. “ it's therapeutic to appreciate the little things. ”

in lip's mind, he knew you weren't necessarily wrong - but at the same time, he didn't have time to just sit back and relax. a lot of people in the world didn't, because they had shit going on and things to do. right now, he shouldn't even be where he was; he should be in calc. in school. both of you should be, but he figured a day off wouldn't hurt.

but now that he thinks it over... it's probably hurting his grades right now, and he can only imagine how bad fiona is gonna’ chew his ear off for missing.

the thought made him internally swear, unintentionally balling up the fist that sat downright on his knee. his bottom lip had even curled in and he didn't take notice.

“ hey- ” that was until your voice called out to him.

he blinked- once, twice, in a manner that brought him back to earth.

lip looked at you - then down at your hand, that had moved over top of his from concern. why were you concerned?

“ you okay? ” your words made lip lift his head and inhale, “ you seemed mad, for a moment. ”

“ yeah, ” he nodded his head, wiping at his nose with his other hand out of habit. “ ‘m fine. just thinkin’ about some shit. ”

you stared at him for a moment - it's like you were contemplating his words, which you were - before nodding slowly. “ okay. ”

you paused. “ wanna’ go get something to drink? the stores should be open by now, it's past eight. ”

lip stared at you for a moment.

“ I don't have any money, ” he said finally, after a minute of hesitation. It was embarrassing to admit that - being a kid form that southside and all, just struggling to get by.

a sideways smile pulled at your mouth. “ don't worry about it. I got you. ”

lip swallowed at the words that rolled off your tongue as if it was nothing. he surely wasn't used to kindness. I mean - steve came into their lives, sure, but lip always seen him as sketchy. there's not really someone who exists that's so willingly nice unless they get something in return.

“ what's in it for you? ” he was was now defensive, and you noticed.

so, you did reverse psychology.

“ okay- ” you shrugged, and got up from your spot on the picnic table. “ since you wanna’ be like that, don't come. but the offer still stands. ”

It wasn't like you were a bitch, you just knew how boys like lip were. always thought a single sliver of kindness was dropped onto the table just to fuck them over ten fold. but, you didn't have those intentions. lip helped you out, so why not help him out?

maybe it wasn't with a blowie like that karen chick would offer him, but it was still something.

“ hey! ” you heard lip call after you, after you had walked off. you were half way down the road when you turned around, only to see him jogging after you.

“ uh- ” he breathed out awkwardly once he came to a stop in front of you. his hand raised to scratch at the back of his head. “ listen- I could actually use that drink... I'm pretty thirsty. ”

you smirked at him, “ I knew that. ” your head tilted in the direction of the gas station. “ so come on, I don't feel like standing around all day. ”

lip looked dumbfounded, but you didn't stay to watch how his mouth dropped open to catch flies. instead, you walked off once again; hands in pockets and a certain beverage in mind.

... okay. maybe appreciating the little things in life wasn't so bad. that was lip's last thought before he ran after you.

he was getting that cola he had in mind.

[yezzyyae]

Omggg such a fuckinggg cutie pie 🥰🫣☺️😚Jeremy is soo handsome you don’t wanna look at him sometimes it’s scary. I love that he is getting all this love he is soo talented & he needs to feel appreciated because Lip Gallagher and Carmy Berzatto are such special characters. They hold special places in my heart forever & ever❤️

Jeremy Allen White answers Dax Shepard's question: Where does magic come from?

[howtochangeusername]

Rip Ponyboy Curtis you would have loved the hamiltion musicial, and vapes(he has his chocolate cigarette now he just had to wait for 80 years), also would’ve loved shows like bjhm and documentaries, the interesting ones and you would’ve loved the eclipse today

Rip Bob Sheldon you wouldve loved uber eats so bad

Rip Cherry Vallence you wouldve loved the heathers musical

Rip Twobit you wouldve loved family guy and trolling fast food employees

Rip Steve you would’ve loved getting a school chromebooks and wouldve HATED goguardian, number 1 opp, he would’ve been so techy and would’ve made money off it, think lip gallgher from shameless type, hes so lip gallagher trust 🙏 SO smart but just too stupid to do anything anything about it

Rip Johnny Cade you wouldve loved not being present in this world because music is blasting in your ears

Rip Darry you would’ve loved sports today and HATED going to walmart(would have to go to walmart every single time because hes broke) would have loved self-checkout

Rip Sodapop you would’ve loved chat-gpt and photomath

hopefully these make sense dally doesnt get one because i dont feel like it! Everypony, please, tell me if these are horrible because i honestly dont know also please talk to me about them in the comments because 🙏 also i wanna write something the outsiders but idk know what, might try writing something modern times but if anypony has a suggestion u should msg me

[carmenberzattosgf]

lip gallgher would not be able to pry me off his bicep I am biting that shit

-🌂

He needs to be branded by my teeth like a cow gets branded okay

[justanoasisimagines]

Mixed Preference - Babysitting with them

This Preference contains - Kelly Severide, Emmett Cullen, Jack Gibson, Lip Gallagher, Ian Gallagher, Angel Reyes, Jon Snow, Kai Parker, Daniel "Hondo" Harrelson, Miguel Galindo, Stefan Salvatore, Alejandro Vargas

Hey lovelies, my requests are open and my gudelines are pinne to the top of the page! Credit to cafekitsune for the banner and the divider!

Kelly Severide; ❀Kelly doesn't have a lot of experience with children. So at firt he's a little unsure and it takes him a little to warm up. ❀Kelly warms up and soon he's involved with children. He gets them engaged in an activity or he makes them a snack. ❀By the end Kelly wanders if the two of you should do it more often.

Emmett Cullen; ❀Emmett loves it. He's a big kid himself. He's excited, he's been looknig forward to it. He's already asking if you can to do it. ❀Emmett gets involved in all of the activites. He doesn't care if he's being pulled in three or four different directions. ❀Emmett can't have childrn so babysitting is the closest he'll get. He's away with that, but he does take the opportunity when he can.

Jack Gibson; ❀Jack likes to babysit. Although he doesn't do it often. He likes people to feel as if he's a reliable person to trust their children. ❀Jack likes to the children out. To the park or to the movies. He likes to give them a treat. ❀At the end, the children are buzzing about how much of good time they had.

Lip Gallgher; ❀Lip has helped raise his brothers and sister. He knows ow to look after children for any period of time. ❀He's good at keeping the chilren under control. He's firm and fun. He also doesn't take any nonsense from anyone. ❀Lip's also gonnaget involved with the ids if they want him to. They want help with homework? He'll help. Want help builing some Lego's, he'll help.

Ian Gallagher; ❀Ian's calm and reserved. He's good with children. However, you can guarentee something would happen. ❀Ian would get hurt, somehting would get burnt or there would be something. ❀However, for the most part it goes well. It's not his favourite thing to do, but he will do it if he needs to.

Angel Reyes; ❀Doesn't get asked to babysit often if at all. People don't trust him with their children because he's unreliable. ❀It does change when they kno you're goinna be wth him. They're aware you won't let Angel get up to any mischief. ❀Angel follows your lead. He's relaxed if you are. Although he does bite back whenever a child gets smart with him. He can't help it, it's a natural response.

Jon Snow; ❀Jon gets asked to babysit frequently. He's reliable and people can depend on him. He always makes sure the routine is kept. ❀Jon is firm but fair. He's more than happy to have a laugh and a joke, but he wants them to know he's in charge. ❀By the end of the night, Jon tells the parents, he's more than happy to babysit again. He likes babysitting even if it's a little stressful at times.

Kai Parker; ❀Kai doesn't want to babysit. You have to drag him along. Kai would much rather be doing anything else. ❀The entire time he compains. He doesn't help because he's under protest. The children don't know what to think of him. ❀Eventually you have to persuade him by promising you'll make it up to him if he helps you out. Reluctantly he agrees.

Daniel "Hondo" Harrelson; ❀Daniel loves to babysit. He'll do it whenever he's not busy at work. Gives him something else to focus on. Reminds him what he's fighting for. ❀Daniel makes sure the child has fun. He gets involved in any activity they want. You've seen Daniel play dress up several times. ❀When they've been put to bed, Daniel will sit on the couch with you talking about the future.

Miguell Galindo; ❀Miguel is a little hesitant. He doesn't usually babysit. He questions why the can't hire a nanny. You roll your eyes at the statement. ❀Miguel keeps back as you take the reins the beginning. He's surpised by your natural ability Miguel wonders if you've done it before. ❀It takes Miguel the first hour to make himself comfotable. Soon he's helping out with whatever's needed.

Stefan Salvatore; ❀Stefan's good with children. While's not eager to volunteer, he'd gladly do it with you. ❀Chilren gravitate towards Srefan because he radiates a protective and calm pressence. To the point they ask Stefan whenever they need something. ❀When bedtime arrives they ask Stefan to read them their bedtime story which he agrees to. One bedtime story turns into two.

Alejandro Vargas; ❀Alejandro is the one who volunteers you both. He's always willing to help out his friends whenever they need him. ❀Alejandro likes to plan activitis. He likes to know every little significant details. When they need to eat, when they need to go to bed etc. ❀Alejdandro plays it cool, but he's secretly a nervous wreck. Being put in charge of children is a big responsiblity and he wouldn't want anything to go wrong.

[thebearer]

part one of the best friend au blurb series with lip gallagher. i figured the meeting would be a good place to start :)

"Hey, can you hear me?" You pressed your phone to your ear, your free hand plugging your ear so you could hear your friend on the other line.

The dorm was packed, people spilling out into the hallway, booze spilling over cups. Costumes of all kinds passing by you, the bass rattling the walls as the Halloween party was in full swing. It was your first, and your only- you'd decided. You wanted the true college experience as any eager freshman would. You just didn't know you'd be doing it alone.

Your friends had bailed, ditching you for a frat party instead. One all the way across campus. You supposed you could go, fight the frigid cold alone in your tiny angel costume, but you decided against it. Sitting on the couch in some room instead, where a guy was gaming at his computer.

"Yo," You looked up, a mess of curls and blue eyes standing above you, red solo cup in his hand. "You, uh, you with Ron?"

"Who?" You asked, brow raised over the music.

The boy jerked his head over to the guy gaming. You shook your head. "You a friend of Amanda's? She's... I don't know where she is, honestly."

"No, I, uh," You stood, cheeks tinging with embarrassed heat. "'m sorry. I just... I needed a second, and this was... Well, no one was having sex in here, so I just... This is your room, isn't it? I-I'm sorry. I'll leave, I just-" You rambled.

"Hey, no, it's-it's fine. I get it." The guy said, smiling at you softly. "It's a fuckin' zoo out there."

"Yeah." You nodded, eyes cutting to the open door, where people stumbled by.

"I'm, uh, I'm Lip by the way." The boy said, blue eyes blinking up at you. You mumbled your own name back, eyes cutting around the room.

"I can... I can shut the door if you want me to? If it's too much." Lip offered, eyes scanning your frame. Your tiny, white dress that hugged you in the right place. The tiny, feather halo that was tilted in your hair.

"No, you don't have to. It's your room. I don't-" You muttered, nervously toying with the strap to your wings.

Lip shrugged, nonchalant, so effortlessly cool. "Nah, no problem, really. I'll leave it unlocked. I, uh, I have to finish my Quantum Computing paper anyways."

"Quantum? What's your major?" You gawked lightly.

Lip grinned, pressing the door shut, the noise dulled. Your ears rang lightly. "Uh, robotic engineering? I think." Lip shrugged. "I haven't decided yet. Figure I got a coupla years."

"You're a sophomore?" You guessed, watching him sit at his desk across from you.

"Freshman." Lip smiled. "What about you, angel?"

You rolled your eyes, hoping it hid your blush. "I'm a freshman, too. First semester."

"Yeah? What're you majoring in?" Lip leaned back in his chair.

"Elementary ed." You mumbled. "Not as great as what you're doin', but I'm not good with math."

"Yeah, but it's important." Lip shrugged. "Lot more important than my shit."

"Doubt that." You muttered, taking a seat back on the couch. Your phone buzzed, a half-ass apology from your roommate about ditching.

"Boyfriend?" Lip asked, nodding at your phone.

"Roommate." You scoffed. "She ditched me. When to the Kappa Sig party instead. Didn't tell me until I was here."

"Ah, that's shitty."

"Tell me about it." You rolled your eyes. "That's why I was in here, by the way. I'm not just like some freak who sneaks in people's rooms during parties. I just... I didn't know anyone out there."

"It's cool." Lip shrugged. "I'm usually here at these things if you ever are. Kinda... have to be, I guess." He pointed to the closed door. You grinned. "If you ever need someone to hang with."

"Thanks." You mutter. "I can leave, though, so you can do your homework. It was cool to meet you. I just... I don't wanna bother you. Sounds like important stuff."

"Nah, I'll finish it later." Lip shrugged. "So, you, uh, from here?"

It was the start, born in the small dorm room, chatting over loud music that eventually fizzled out a little after three am. You and Lip swapping stories, laughing over shitty roommate tales, and mutual complaints about the school. A friendship blossomed, sprung from an unexpected meeting between the two of you. The start of something neither one of you were prepared for.

[yezzyyae]

I can’t figure out who eyes are more intoxicating 🥰🙃 Omgg Cillian Murphy’s eyes are a dream but then Jeremy Allen White’s eyes make me dream.

I can’t pick cause I can stare into both of their eyes ALLDAY LONG! Gorgeous men.

[roleplayfinder]

25, Looking for Role playing partners.

18+. I'm on MST and a nightshift so my messaging is random at times. I'm also not picky on paragraph length as long as I am sent something I can work with. I also write NSFW and would like a partner to do the same. I also don't mind chit chatting and getting to know each other.

Here's what I'm looking for.

Supernatural- A Dean Winchester to my OC. Also a Crowley to another OC. (I will double up for you and I will also accept Destiel.)

Stranger things - A Billy Hangrove to My oc. (I will double up for this one. I will play CC to either OC or CC.) I will also accept an Eddie Munson.

Shameless- A Mickey Milkovich to My Ian Gallgher. (Will also do a Lip x Mandy or Lip x OC)

(My Discord is the same as my Tumblr, so shoot me a message here or add me, and we can discuss everything! Thanks for reading!)

.

[chicanomick]

How i think Tami, Mickey, and Sandy's friendship stated!

dedicated to the sweet @ianandmickeygallavich <3 Hope everyone enjoys

For Carl's 21 first birthday, all the Gallaghers go to a bar to celebrate his first legal drink

At some point during the night Mickey, Sandy, and Tami are left alone at the bar with Carl's current partner and they're all lowkey antisocial assholes so they sit in complete silence until Carl's partner makes some excuse to go find him

As soon as they leave Tami faux whispers something like "is it just me or is carl's new girlfriend (mildly insulting comment)"

And all hell breaks loose

By the time the Gallaghers come back to collect their partners, they're gossiping and laughing loudly amongst themselves, various shot glasses littering the bar.

They have their fun but they don't immediately make it a thing, all of them refusing to admit they're lowkey besties at this point. Settling for sitting together at every family gathering when everyone else is drunk or distracted to have their weekly dose of gossip

Sandy is who initiates the hangouts outside of their relationships with the Gallaghers. During a weekly cookout when everything is loud and on the edge of too much Sandy suggests they take a walk around the block.

Tami makes Mickey push Freddie on the stroller and somehow they end up eating at a taco truck before all three of them return to the cookout lighter and laughing like old friends

From there on they make a group chat where Sandy basically sends links and dates followed by "who's down?"

Those quick meet-ups for lunch to scope out restaurants turn into night outs

Somewhere down the line, Debbie breaks up with Sandy. It's not the first time they 'take a break' only to get back together in a couple weeks, but Debbie says it's serious this time.

The group chat goes silent. Sandy is usually the first one to initiate contact but she's gone radio silent, and neither Mickey nor Tami want to admit they miss their hangouts

That whole week they are noticeably more stressed, Ian knows better than to suggest Mickey needs to hang out with his friends because not even surprise blowjobs in the shower are helping

Lip wants to rip his head off because Tami nags so much more now and for the first time unironically wishes Mickey showed up at his house

That weekend Mickey and Tami wait a total of two hours before swallowing their pride and asking Debbie where Sandy is.

Debbie: how the fuck should I know? we broke up

They go back to their seats but something is clearly missing. They're still able to gossip and banter but it's lacking a certain something

Finally, Mickey groans and says "fuck it, she's my cousin." And pulls out his phone.

Thus they begin their friendship

Tami drags them to Target with the promise of buying them Starbucks

Sandy drags them to bars to "feel young again!" (Being the youngest and only single one)

Mickey drags them to "scope out" any new restaurants/sketchy food trucks

The Gallghers don't know if their joining forces by will is a good or bad thing

This got a little long but currently working on a short one-shot because I love them so much and have so many scenarios and ideas for them!

[billkaulitzwife]

i js realised i never did an intro post.

okay whatevs

I'M ADARA (uh-dhar-uh) call me Addi :)) I'm biromantic and demisexual :)) I use they/she prns pls be respectful.

My socials are in my bio, goldens. :?)

I'm obsessed with emo shi, im a lana del rey stan fight me, i love the group on youtube. FIGHT ME.

I'm a writer, obviously. I'm a minor so pls be considerate to asks. urm.. I'll write for any of the following fandoms...

(any characters not listed i wont write for, sorry pookies theyre out of my comfort zone)

The Breakfast Club

Allison Reynolds (the basketcase)

Andrew Clarke (the jock)

Brian Johnson (the brains)

Claire Standish (the princess)

John Bender (the criminal)

The Outsiders

(every1s fav)...

Ponyboy Curtis (my little pony, twin brother)

Johnny Cade (bbg)

Dallas Winston (daddy)

Darry Curtis (eldest brother)

Sodapop Curtis (middle brother)

Two-Bit Mathews (AUGH)

Steve Randle (daddy)

South Park

Kenny McCormick (bastard)

Eric Cartman (fatass)

Stan Marsh (cutie)

Randy Marsh (ykwim girlies)

Kyle Broflovski (jew)

Timmy. (Yes bc he slays (Timmeh))

Shameless (The Newer Seasons)

Fiona Gallagher (AUGHHHH)

Lip Gallagher (dilf)

Ian Gallagher (filf)

Debbie Gallagher (milf)

Carl Gallgher (cilf)

Kevin Ball (dilf)

Veronica Ball (milf)

Mandy Milkovich (EMO MOMMY)

Mickey Milkovich(filf)

I think that's it. Idk... but yeah lmk whatcha want bbg, mommys got it. (i am so cringe my apologies)